Her face was pale, her hands were tightly clenched, and her body was shaking constantly, but her eyes were wide open, staring at the car curtain, as if she was ready to rush out at any time.

Different, different. There have been so many different things in this life, and the prince will definitely have a different ending from the previous life.

Her body was shaking more and more violently, and her mind kept flashing back to the scenes in her previous life when Wei Junhang lay silently on the bed, not responding at all no matter how his family members called out to him and cried.

"It's okay, it's okay, it will be okay..." She murmured tremblingly, her body, which was obviously much thinner after recovering from the illness, was shaking like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind.

Wei Chenglin didn't understand why she reacted like that, but seeing that she was shivering so badly, he thought she was cold, so he quickly took off his cloak and put it on her. He accidentally touched her hand, which was ice cold.

"Mother!" he exclaimed, quickly wrapping her hands in his hood.

Shen Xinyan ignored him and continued to stare at the car curtain.

"Hurry up, faster, if you slow down it will be too late...too late." Wei Chenglin heard her mumbling and understood her anxiety, so he shouted out of the car, "Hurry up!"

Then there was the crisp sound of a whip hitting a horse, and the speed of the car suddenly increased a lot.

The mother and son sat close together in the car. Wei Chenglin rubbed her hands from time to time and wanted to ask her what had happened, but she was still extremely frightened and anxious, so he swallowed the words of the question back.

No matter what, let's follow her wishes and get my father back first!

Suddenly, there was a long neighing of horses and the carriage stopped abruptly. The mother and son were thrown out of the carriage by inertia.

"Madam, Master, there's an accident ahead!" The next moment, the servant who was driving the carriage came in with a stammering voice.

Shen Xinyan was thrown dizzy and turned around. When she heard the servant's words, her heart tightened. She pushed Wei Chenglin who was supporting her away and opened the car curtain with a "whoosh": "What happened?!"

The servant's face turned pale and he pointed forward with a shaking hand.

Shen Xinyan followed his line of sight and saw a large rock blocking the road on a small mountain path not far away. It seemed to have rolled a few times, but in an instant, it suddenly rolled down the mountain.

"Just now, the prince's car fell down..."

Shen Xinyan's eyes went dark and she nearly fainted.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Wei Chenglin jumped out of the car, held her tightly, and shouted angrily.

"I, I'm not talking nonsense. Fang Fang, just now when the prince's carriage passed by that place, the stone happened to fall down. I saw the carriage fall from there with my own eyes."

Shen Xinyan ran forward like crazy. The cold wind from the suburbs mixed with the drifting snow blew towards her face, and it hurt like a knife, but she didn't feel it at all.

The road was not very wide, with a mountain on one side and a simple wooden fence on the other. Below the fence was a cliff that was so deep that you couldn't see the bottom. However, the wooden fence, which was originally in good condition, was broken by the heavy objects, and there were clear traces of the heavy objects sliding on the road.

What made Shen Xinyan even more heartbroken was the white jade hair crown scattered on the road. She had personally put it on Wei Junhang early this morning.

"Prince? Prince?" She held up the hair crown with a broken corner in her trembling hands, and slowly looked at the long mark on the ground that was obviously left by the wheels, and followed the mark to the edge of the cliff.

"Mother!" Wei Chenglin finally ran over, and his heart skipped a beat when he saw the situation.

"Prince! Prince!" Shen Xinyan rushed towards the broken wooden fence and screamed towards the bottom of the cliff. Her voice was mournful, filled with grief and despair that could not be ignored.

"Prince! Wei Junhang, Wei Junhang!!" She called that man's name over and over again, tears welling up quickly and soon blurring her vision.

The only response she got was her own echo.

"Wei Junhang, Wei Junhang..."

Is it like this again? Will he abandon her like this in this life? Obviously, everything is different now. She will not force anything anymore. Her only hope is that he can accompany her for the rest of her life.

She didn't know when he had become so important in her heart, so important that she couldn't imagine not having him by her side in this life, and how she would spend the rest of her long life.

"Wei Junhang!!" The desperate sobs finally made Wei Chenglin, who had been standing aside for a long time without knowing how to react, react.

Was it his father? Did his father really fall? The boy's face turned pale and he swayed. He looked at his mother who was kneeling on the ground and calling his father's name in agony, his lips trembling slightly.

After a while, he stumbled towards Shen Xinyan.

The desperate cries continued for a long time. He didn't even dare to reach out to pull the woman on the ground. He couldn't believe that his father, who had accompanied them for breakfast early in the morning, was now...

On the deserted and silent suburban mountain road, the whistling wind mixed with the woman's sobbing drifted far away.

"Husband, Madam, Madam..." Suddenly, a faint sound came into Shen Xinyan's ears, successfully stopping her from crying.

She opened her eyes wide in disbelief, and suddenly got up from the ground and looked around: "Prince, Prince? Is it you?"

All he could see, apart from her and Wei Chenglin, were the servants standing blankly beside the carriage, bewildered.

Wei Chenglin also heard the voice, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he also called out: "Father, father..."

"Madam, Madam, I, I'm down there..." Although it was small, the familiar voice was still clear and rang out again.

"Madam, Young Master, where is the Prince?" the servant suddenly pointed down the cliff.

Shen Xinyan looked down and saw Wei Junhang climbing the cliff with great effort. His servant Lai Fu was doing the same thing as him.

"Go get the rope!" Wei Chenglin immediately ordered upon seeing this.

"I'll be there right away!" the servant responded hastily, turned around and took out a bundle of hemp rope from the carriage. Fearing that the rope was not long enough, he untied the reins.

"Don't say anything, hold on tight, don't let go..." Shen Xinyan's face turned pale. He held his breath and stared at the man hanging precariously on the cliff, and warned in a trembling voice.

Wei Junhang didn't care whether she could see clearly or not. He forced a smile in response but didn't dare to say anything else.

In fact, he used all his strength in his hands, and the cold wind blew on his face, causing it to hurt.

"My Lord, hold on to the rope, I will pull you up first!" The servant's words came down from above, and he could only say "hmm". Then his eyes blurred, and a rope as thick as a thumb slowly hung down from above.

"Laifu, hold on for a while longer. If you can hold on, I'll let my wife ask Xia He about her feelings for you. What do you think?" The moment he grabbed the rope, he worriedly reminded Laifu, who had fallen further down than him.

Lai Fu panted and laughed: "Okay, thank you, Prince!"

On the cliff, Shen Xinyan, her master and her servant tightly grasped the other end of the rope. Wei Chenglin said worriedly, "Mother, please go to the side and watch over father's condition. We will pull him up."

Shen Xinyan thought about it and nodded, then loosened the rope and walked to the side, staring closely at the figure below the cliff. Her hands were clenched unconsciously, and she held her breath, watching the person move up little by little, and finally, the whole person appeared.

She rushed over and tried to help him up with shaking hands, but she found that her body was already exhausted. Not only was she unable to help him up, she also collapsed to the ground.

"Madam, I'm fine. I'm lucky!" Wei Junhang gave her a comforting smile.

Shen Xinyan could no longer hold back her tears.

"Hey, you, you, you, don't cry!" Seeing her crying, Wei Junhang became anxious and wanted to reach out to wipe her tears, but he found that his hands were already scratched by the sharp stones, leaving bloody marks, so he immediately retracted his hand.

But Shen Xinyan had already noticed his abnormality and grabbed his wrist. When the bloody cuts on his palm appeared in front of her eyes, she felt so distressed that tears welled up in her eyes again.

Wei Junhang had never seen her crybaby like this before. He felt pity and distressed. Just when he was about to say a few words of comfort, he saw that Fang Lai Fu had also been pulled up and was sitting on the ground, grinning at him.

"Okay, don't cry. It's not a serious injury. You're just scratched by a rock. Let's go back first. The snow is getting heavier and the weather is getting colder." He comforted her softly.

"Okay..." Shen Xinyan wiped away her tears, and she and Wei Chenglin each supported him on one side and helped him into the car.

In the carriage, Shen Xinyan carefully washed away the sand and stones on his wound, and bandaged it simply with a clean towel. Wei Chenglin followed her example and also wanted to wash Lai Fu's wound, which scared Lai Fu so much that he shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, Master, I can do it myself."

"Forget it, forget it. How can you do it by yourself in this state? Just let Brother Lin help you!" Wei Junhang glared at him unhappily.

Lai Fu dared not say anything more when seeing this and just sat down obediently.

Wei Junhang's gaze fell back on his wife beside him. She still had tear marks on her face, her hair was a little messy, her eyes were red and swollen from crying for a long time, and even her nose was red. She was obviously the most vicious, but he felt that she looked even more attractive like this.

When the carriage fell, he thought he was dead. When he was about to die, he thought about what would happen to his wife if he was gone. Could Lin Ge'er take care of her for the rest of her life? And Ying'er, that little girl, could Lin Ge'er choose a reliable husband for her? And his father and mother, they had already lost their eldest brother. If he died before them, could the two elders bear such a blow?